Jeez Beagle, I'd invite you to my house if you needed a place to stay over christmas break and I knew you in real life, but I don't even think you could afford to drive where I am. No one should have a christmas like that.

I'll be alright. My friends already know about the situation so they're basically just going to wait for a phone call over the holidays saying that I'll be driving over shortly.

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Thu Dec 06, 2012 7:29 pm

MapleRatty

Joined: Sat Mar 31, 2012 4:14 pmPosts: 842

Re: Christmas 2012

Well...Im sorry to hear that Beagle, I hope your Christmas with family goes better than described by you ,I also hopre you holiday with freinds goes nicely(you certainly dersive it if its as bad as you desribe it

Thu Dec 06, 2012 9:59 pm

Radio Blue Heart

Joined: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:27 pmPosts: 2642Location: North Carolina

Re: Christmas 2012

Sorry, about the grief your family is giving you, Beagle. If it makes you feel better, my dad has not invited me over for Christmas in four years. I know that sounds sad but things could be worse. I would invite you to Christmas at my house but I don't want to be a internet creeper.

I offer for everyone a Christmas classic to watch! The 1996 horror/comedy "Jack Frost"!

Its about a maniac who is exposed to a chemical that fuses him with snow. That's right, killer mutant snowman. Don't take it too serious, its fun that way.

Two years after this film was released, Michael Keaton was in a family film about a snowman that comes to life. It was not unheard of that an uniformed parent would rent the horror version by mistake, or a mischievous video store clerk would switch the movies. I have heard of a lot of stories of children getting the horror version by either of these means and being traumatized by the experience!

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Mon Dec 10, 2012 8:53 pm

Beagle

Joined: Thu Jun 24, 2010 10:09 pmPosts: 1639Location: North Carolina

Re: Christmas 2012

I don't want pity, I'm just letting people know ahead of time if I appear to be a Grinch this Christmas. :V

Radio, you'd have to try harder than that to appear like an internet creeper.

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Mon Dec 10, 2012 8:57 pm

Seth

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Re: Christmas 2012

I'm so glad I have my shopping done already. It feels awesome knowing I got that out of the way last month and just laughing at my parent's and sister scrambling around trying to finish their shopping.

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Mon Dec 10, 2012 9:21 pm

Radio Blue Heart

Joined: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:27 pmPosts: 2642Location: North Carolina

Re: Christmas 2012

Beagle Wrote:

I don't want pity, I'm just letting people know ahead of time if I appear to be a Grinch this Christmas. :V

Radio, you'd have to try harder than that to appear like an internet creeper.

Well, in that case if you ever want to hang out, just look me up. I will warn you, though. I am incredibly boring.

_________________"I have known hardship and learned to aid the wretched."-Virgil

I'm just letting people know ahead of time if I appear to be a Grinch this Christmas. :V

I wonder, if the Grinch turned good at the end of the story, then why does everyone always refer to someone with poor holiday spirit as a Grinch then? And the same thing with Scrooge. You think they would become symbols of good holiday spirit seeing how they ultimately became the kind of person you would want to spend Christmas with.

Today at our school we made a Secret Santa event. It was cool because I didn't participate in it since I was a kid. After I received my gift from a girl who played Santa only because she came with a Santa hat, I imediately unwrapped it and I must say I got deeply touched. I received a guidebook around Jugoslavia. The gift appeared to be from my teacher who teaches me about languages in movies. Inside he wrote: "In proof of my great sympathy towards you, accept this guide around the non existing country. I wish you that by following it, you make not only one journey, in search for inspiration, freedom and happiness."Above it he attached a small emblem of my dog.

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Tue Dec 11, 2012 6:15 pm

Radio Blue Heart

Joined: Mon Feb 06, 2012 10:27 pmPosts: 2642Location: North Carolina

Re: Christmas 2012

Here is another off beat holiday movie for everybody, this is an episode of "Mystery Science Theater 3000" in which Mike and the bots watch a Mexican children's film called "Santa Claus". This movie is weird and funny even without the commentary!

I don't want pity, I'm just letting people know ahead of time if I appear to be a Grinch this Christmas. :V

Radio, you'd have to try harder than that to appear like an internet creeper.

Well, in that case if you ever want to hang out, just look me up. I will warn you, though. I am incredibly boring.

I am spending Christmas with my parents in North Carolina too. Can I hang out with you guys? *shot*LuLz don't mind me, I'm just being derp.

I hope Everyone's Christmas is Great! I hope all of you see this time of year as an opportunity to give your time and thought to the people around you. Do something kind for a complete stranger. Let the ones you care for know how much they mean to you. Most importantly, be happy!!

I just checked my Email and had this in it and though it was worth sharing.

Christmas at the Gas Station

The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn't been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. It was just another day to him. He didn't hate Christmas, just couldn't find a reason to celebrate. He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through.

Instead of throwing the man out, Old George as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the heater and warm up. "Thank you, but I don't mean to intrude," said the stranger. "I see you're busy, I'll just go." "Not without something hot in your belly." George said.

He turned and opened a wide mouth Thermos and handed it to the stranger. "It ain't much, but it's hot and tasty. Stew ... Made it myself. When you're done, there's coffee and it's fresh."

Just at that moment he heard the "ding" of the driveway bell. "Excuse me, be right back," George said. There in the driveway was an old '53 Chevy. Steam was rolling out of the front. The driver was panicked. "Mister can you help me!" said the driver, with a deep Spanish accent. "My wife is with child and my car is broken." George opened the hood. It was bad. The block looked cracked from the cold, the car was dead. "You ain't going in this thing," George said as he turned away.

"But Mister, please help ..." The door of the office closed behind George as he went inside. He went to the office wall and got the keys to his old truck, and went back outside. He walked around the building, opened the garage, started the truck and drove it around to where the couple was waiting. "Here, take my truck," he said. "She ain't the best thing you ever looked at, but she runs real good."

George helped put the woman in the truck and watched as it sped off into the night. He turned and walked back inside the office. "Glad I gave 'em the truck, their tires were shot too. That 'ol truck has brand new ." George thought he was talking to the stranger, but the man had gone. The Thermos was on the desk, empty, with a used coffee cup beside it. "Well, at least he got something in his belly," George thought.

George went back outside to see if the old Chevy would start. It cranked slowly, but it started. He pulled it into the garage where the truck had been. He thought he would tinker with it for something to do. Christmas Eve meant no customers. He discovered the block hadn't cracked, it was just the bottom hose on the radiator. "Well, shoot, I can fix this," he said to himself. So he put a new one on.

"Those tires ain't gonna get 'em through the winter either." He took the snow treads off of his wife's old Lincoln. They were like new and he wasn't going to drive the car anyway.

As he was working, he heard shots being fired. He ran outside and beside a police car an officer lay on the cold ground. Bleeding from the left shoulder, the officer moaned, "Please help me."

George helped the officer inside as he remembered the training he had received in the Army as a medic. He knew the wound needed attention. "Pressure to stop the bleeding," he thought. The uniform company had been there that morning and had left clean shop towels. He used those and duct tape to bind the wound. "Hey, they say duct tape can fix anythin'," he said, trying to make the policeman feel at ease.

"Something for pain," George thought. All he had was the pills he used for his back. "These ought to work." He put some water in a cup and gave the policeman the pills. "You hang in there, I'm going to get you an ambulance."

The phone was dead. "Maybe I can get one of your buddies on that there talk box out in your car." He went out only to find that a bullet had gone into the dashboard destroying the two way radio.

He went back in to find the policeman sitting up. "Thanks," said the officer. "You could have left me there. The guy that shot me is still in the area."

George sat down beside him, "I would never leave an injured man in the Army and I ain't gonna leave you." George pulled back the bandage to check for bleeding. "Looks worse than what it is. Bullet passed right through 'ya. Good thing it missed the important stuff though. I think with time your gonna be right as rain."

George got up and poured a cup of coffee. "How do you take it?" he asked. "None for me," said the officer. "Oh, yer gonna drink this. Best in the city. Too bad I ain't got no donuts." The officer laughed and winced at the same time.

The front door of the office flew open. In burst a young man with a gun. "Give me all your cash! Do it now!" the young man yelled. His hand was shaking and George could tell that he had never done anything like this before.

The young man was confused. "Shut up old man, or I'll shoot you, too. Now give me the cash!"

The cop was reaching for his gun. "Put that thing away," George said to the cop, "we got one too many in here now."

He turned his attention to the young man. "Son, it's Christmas Eve. If you need money, well then, here. It ain't much but it's all I got. Now put that pea shooter away."

George pulled $150 out of his pocket and handed it to the young man, reaching for the barrel of the gun at the same time. The young man released his grip on the gun, fell to his knees and began to cry. "I'm not very good at this am I? All I wanted was to buy something for my wife and son," he went on. "I've lost my job, my rent is due, my car got repossessed last week."

George handed the gun to the cop. "Son, we all get in a bit of squeeze now and then. The road gets hard sometimes, but we make it through the best we can."

He got the young man to his feet, and sat him down on a chair across from the cop. "Sometimes we do stupid things." George handed the young man a cup of coffee. "Bein' stupid is one of the things that makes us human. Comin' in here with a gun ain't the answer. Now sit there and get warm and we'll sort this thing out."

The young man had stopped crying. He looked over to the cop. "Sorry I shot you. It just went off. I'm sorry officer." "Shut up and drink your coffee " the cop said. George could hear the sounds of sirens outside. A police car and an ambulance skidded to a halt. Two cops came through the door, guns drawn. "Chuck! You ok?" one of the cops asked the wounded officer.

"Not bad for a guy who took a bullet. How did you find me?"

"GPS locator in the car. Best thing since sliced bread. Who did this?" the other cop asked as he approached the young man.

Chuck answered him, "I don't know. The guy ran off into the dark. Just dropped his gun and ran."

George and the young man both looked puzzled at each other.

"That guy work here?" the wounded cop continued. "Yep," George said, "just hired him this morning. Boy lost his job."

The paramedics came in and loaded Chuck onto the stretcher. The young man leaned over the wounded cop and whispered, "Why?"

Chuck just said, "Merry Christmas boy ... and you too, George, and thanks for everything."

"Well, looks like you got one doozy of a break there. That ought to solve some of your problems."

George went into the back room and came out with a box. He pulled out a ring box. "Here you go, something for the little woman. I don't think Martha would mind. She said it would come in handy some day."

The young man looked inside to see the biggest diamond ring he ever saw. "I can't take this," said the young man. "It means something to you."

George turned around to find that the stranger had returned. "Where'd you come from? I thought you left?"

"I have been here. I have always been here," said the stranger. "You say you don't celebrate Christmas. Why?"

"Well, after my wife passed away, I just couldn't see what all the bother was. Puttin' up a tree and all seemed a waste of a good pine tree. Bakin' cookies like I used to with Martha just wasn't the same by myself and besides I was gettin' a little chubby."

The stranger put his hand on George's shoulder. "But you do celebrate the holiday, George. You gave me food and drink and warmed me when I was cold and hungry. The woman with child will bear a son and he will become a great doctor.

The policeman you helped will go on to save 19 people from being killed by terrorists. The young man who tried to rob you will make you a rich man and not take any for himself. "That is the spirit of the season and you keep it as good as any man."

George was taken aback by all this stranger had said. "And how do you know all this?" asked the old man.

"Trust me, George. I have the inside track on this sort of thing. And when your days are done you will be with Martha again."

The stranger moved toward the door. "If you will excuse me, George, I have to go now. I have to go home where there is a big celebration planned."

George watched as the old leather jacket and the torn pants that the stranger was wearing turned into a white robe. A golden light began to fill the room.

"You see, George ... it's My birthday. Merry Christmas."

George fell to his knees and replied, "Happy Birthday, Lord Jesus"

Merry Christmas!!

This story is better than any greeting card.

MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOD BLESS!

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Wed Dec 19, 2012 9:31 pm

0404

Re: Christmas 2012

Amen....dang it Jeff, I got so hooked in to this amazing story that I forgot that I was cooking my pork chop for dinner. now it's all cold. Merry Christmas y'all!

Wed Dec 19, 2012 9:46 pm

Penwrite

Joined: Tue Apr 27, 2010 11:03 amPosts: 3407Location: Canterlot

Re: Christmas 2012

Merry Christmas, y'all!

Thu Dec 20, 2012 12:53 am

MapleRatty

Joined: Sat Mar 31, 2012 4:14 pmPosts: 842

Re: Christmas 2012

And to all A GOOD NIGHT!!!!

Thu Dec 20, 2012 9:25 am

0404

Re: Christmas 2012

When I was kid, on Christmas I used to wake up at 5:30 and open my box under Christmas tree. Because I had so little patience. No more of that. *sigh* Maybe next year.Edit: I feel so anxious and sad, wheere is good ol christmas Jazz in the morning? My brother is just watching cartoon, and no present from family...and Merry Chirstmas to Y'all.I'm just noodling Christmas Carols on my guitar

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